Ron Hawkins

The Prodigal Sun

Journey of Redemption: The Prodigal Sun's Quest for True Love
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Lyrics

I was young and dumb and full o' cum

I was inexperienced and full of energy

So I bought me an old red car

I purchased an old red car

I had hair on my chest so I headed out west

I felt confident and adventurous, so I went west following the road

Following the lines on the tar

Following the markings on the road (tar)

And I mistook my brains for looks but I'll never be a movie star

I confused my intelligence with physical appearance, but I won't become a famous actor

Now the stars have shone but the film crew's gone

Although opportunities arose, the chance for stardom has passed

So I'm coming back home

Therefore, I'm returning home


You smile like a crocodile

Your smile is deceitful

And you growl like an old brown bear

You can be fierce and intimidating

But you can fly like a dove in the sky

You have the ability to be gentle and free like a dove when the wind blows through your hair

When the wind takes hold of your hair

Yet, despite this, I mistakenly believed I could find a certain kind of love anywhere

And I must've been blind, 'cause I thought I could find that kind of love anywhere

Realizing my error, the night feels endless

What the hell, I was wrong

So, I'm returning home

The night's so long

So I'm coming back home

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Rome's alright

Rome is fine

It snows in Iceland

Contrary to expectations, it snows in Iceland

Melbourne's way too far

Melbourne is too distant

There's Istanbul

There are various interesting places like Istanbul

And L.A.'s cool, but you always gotta to drive your car

But in places like Los Angeles, you always need to rely on a car for transport

I can't stand planes

I dislike flying in planes

And I don't like trains

I'm not fond of trains either

And the ocean's way too dark

The sea feels foreboding and unsettling

I wanna lay down my hat

I want to settle down and be done with constant traveling

I'm through with all that

So, I'm returning home

So I'm coming back home


Well, the grass seems green where we've never been

Things often appear more appealing in places we've never visited

But it's seldom true my friend

However, this is rarely true

It's a myth we make

We create illusions and mistakes about these new experiences

It's a big mistake

It's a collective error we all make, thinking it's a great celebration

It's a party that we all attend

Despite being told "you can't return home," I found it untrue because the light is still on

My whole heart shook when I read in that book "you can never go home again"

The sentiment of not being able to return home is incorrect

But the man was wrong

The man who said that was mistaken

'Cause the light's still on

The light is still shining, and there's a welcoming feeling at home

And it's humming back home

So, I'm returning home

Well the road is long

But my legs are strong

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And I'm coming back home

Despite the long journey, I'm determined to return home with my strong legs

Now I'm all done

Now, I've had enough of wandering under the prodigal sun

With that prodigal sun

So, I'm returning home

So I'm coming back home

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